I bought this adorable dress yesterday.
... Is what comes to mind with these delectable shoes!
Come laze by the poolside and listen to the far-off, muffled voices of the rest of your family and friends as they ramble around the estate on various pursuits. Little puffs of clouds float lazily through the sky, and a hum of insects buzzing somewhere almost lulls you to sleep.
After indulging in a mid-morning swim, a richly adorned table awaits you for a sweet, light lunch in the cool shade of the trees. Fresh and local food is on the menu, with tall glasses of homemade lemonade. 
After lunch, it's time for a lazy ramble around the estate. Walking barefoot, the warm paved stones feel delicious underfoot. Why not take a break here, take a seat, and enjoy an intimate chat with a lifelong friend? Or bring your sketchbook and lose yourself in drawing.
As you wander down into the estate garden, you encounter Christopher, the estate's chef. He is gathering ingredients for a delicious dinner later on, and shows you which vegetables are ripe and ready for picking. You sample some crunchy beans, and listen to him humming traditional tunes.
For afternoon tea, your friends and family gather for iced tea and a slice this freshly made Lemon Sponge with Lavender Icing. mmMMm...
When the twilight finally arrives, you all begin to head indoors to freshen up, and change your clothes, and discuss your adventures of the day. You are first into this little sweet dining room, all ready with homemade bread and jams, and a small, crackling fire to chase off the sweet chilly air that comes when darkness finally falls.
In Bikaner, these fantastic facades look solemnly down at you on the street. It is a dusty, hot, hazy day and it looks like it may storm. The bustling sounds of the city are muffled here.
The locals chat lazily about old stories; the hounds resting, not uncomfortably, in the musty heat.
There is an Indian Princess sitting behind this gloriously intricate window. She is peering out at you, but her face remains hidden. You cannot see her, but you feel a slight sentimental sadness emanating through the surrounding air as you pass by.
The storm is coming closer and closer, but you are almost home. A man on an old bicycle whizzes lazily past. The dusty lanes are almost empty, and eerie, and echo your footsteps. I'm looking forward to some spicy Bikaneri Bhujia and mango chutney, aren't you?
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